(Nose to The) Grindstone

I fall limb like leaves on a tree
Nothings sure there’s a wind blowing me, yeah
I have to take my hat off and settle down
Please mister, don’t underestimate me
I got eyes in the back of my head, now
Don’t need a handout to get me along
Well I know I’ll be okay
If I keep my nose to the grindstone
Feet on the ground
But if I stay out all night you know I don’t get nothing done
No no no no no
I don’t mind when my sister’s gone
But I don’t need nothing, no nothing at all, yeah
I pick myself up when I fall
Threw my last coin in the wishing well
Told lady love she could go to Hell
Don’t need a handout to get me along
Oh I know I’ll be okay
If I keep my nose to the grindstone
Feet on the ground
But if I stay out all night you know I don’t get nothing done
No no no no no
Oh I know I’ll be okay
If I keep my nose to the grindstone
Feet on the ground
But if I stay out all night you know I don’t get nothing done
No no no no no
Yeah
No no no no no